Chapter 2: Diagon Alley

As she walked down the street, taking in the energy of the place and stopping every so often to look in a store she thought was interesting, Caitlin smiled brightly. She was getting closer to Ollivanders. Each step she took, she was one step closer to getting her very first wand. To others, it wasn't that exciting but an 11 year old like her, it was the most exciting part about walking down Diagon Alley. The least exciting, getting her school robes. Caitlin despised getting her robes fitted. But she had to have it done. Otherwise what was the point in even boarding the Hogwarts Express if she didn't have her robes for the year.

"Caitlin, snap out of it. We're going into Ollivanders last" said Michelle as they walked straight past the shop. Caitlin's smile deteriorated as she watched the shop pass by as if she had stopped but the rest of the street was moving. She wasn't happy with that idea. She wasn't happy with it at all. But she couldn't change that. Could she.

"So where are we going first?" asked Caitlin hopeful it wasn't Madame Malkins. She'd beg not to go there first if she had to. Although she had a sneaky feeling begging wasn't going to work. And neither was hoping. She knew exactly where they were going first just from the first letter that slipped from her father's mouth.

"Madame Malkins. Its best to get your robes first. Then its done out the way" answered Gareth. And he didn't care if Caitlin wasn't happy with the idea. Caitlin huffed and followed close behind her parents, dodging the other people as they almost collided with one another. Jheez Diagon Alley was busy today. But then there were loads of students getting the stuff they needed for the school year ahead.

"Caitlin, stop being so grumpy. Or else we won't go into Florean's" said Michelle as she looked back at her upset daughter. Caitlin immediately looked up and forged a smile. Anything to be able to go to Florean's. Not going there was like going a year without water. It was impossible. Well, almost impossible.

"First mention of an ice-cream parlour and she cheers up. Marvelous" said Gareth sarcastically to Michelle.

"This is Caitlin we're talking about" replied Michelle. Caitlin's jaw dropped.

"Excuse me, I am still here you know" shouted Caitlin exasperatingly.

"Yes, we are aware of that young lady" replied Michelle and Gareth simoltaneously. Caitlin sighed and continued walking, her mood deteriorating with every step closer they got to Malkins. She really wasn't going to enjoy this. She just knew it. How could she enjoy standing around with someone putting pins in her and measuring her up?

"Come on, Caitlin. We don't have all day" shouted Gareth from the shop door. Caitlin looked up at her waiting parents. They were there before her? How did that one work? She was walking at the same speed as them. Or was she? Apparently not. Caitlin upped her speed and finally reached her parents and walked in behind them. It wasn't as bad as she thought it was. So why was she against going to Malkins? Now nobody would know.

- Hope you enjoy it guys.